...When had he agreed to play? Regardless of that answer, it seemed Senna was set on participation. Nigredo found the enthusiasm a little off, but again, a distraction. It might do well to indulge her.

Maybe. He eyed the sharp change in the older girl's expression with suspicion. There were a number of questions one can ask that would cross a line; however, he didn't think she would do so. At least, the boy hoped that was the case. "Red." An eyebrow quirked. "Yours?"